My Grand Father
When I was born my grand Father was there, and He love me as much as He loved His own son.
When I was a young boy, it was the presence of my grand Father that gave me a humble heart.
One night when I was a teenager a grown man grabbed me, and put a knife to my throat, and my grand Father came that very night, and saved my life.
As a young man I got into drugs. I couldn't hold down a job.
I got to the point where I had no hope.
I hated my life, and the whole world.
One night I just gave up on the world, I got my hobby knife, and cut the biggest vains on my hand, and the blood gushed out all over my bed. Now I said to myself if I go to sleep it would be the end for me.
So I went to sleep, only to wake up the next day.
There was dry blood all over my room.
And guess who stopped me from dying that night?
My grand Father, He had came in as I was sleeping, and stopped the bleeding.
After a few days I remembered a book my grand Father wrote along time ago.
I have read a little of it from time to time, but never really understood it's message.
Not at first anyway.
But it stayed with me just as the memory of my grand Father did all my life.
Then I started to study His book more and more, and I slowly began to see just how much my grand Father truly loved me.
Why He loved me so much He let His own son
"JESUS CHRIST" die on a cross for me.
So you see that is the love of
MY
GRAND
FATHER
JOHN.3:16
For God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish,but have everlasting life.